Ready to go home
I knew that I was currently sleeping in my bed, in the Wendy house. Happy that I was going to be taken, no public transport involved, no pain, relieved that I didn’t need to pack anything or prepare the Wendy House to be left. No fuss.
Unbothered by not knowing where this next home is, or who else is there
In the morning light, no one came for me. I would have been ready, if my time had come…